CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
DINI BACKED UP, KEEPING an eye on Andy’s face rather than the gun. She figured, from what he’d said, that he didn’t intend to kill her with it. He needed information from her first. “You don’t want to do this, Andy.”
“Yeah. I know. But I don’t have a choice, Dini.”
She bumped up against the couch and stopped, trying to figure out her best route of escape. “Of course you have a choice.”
He just shook his head, looking sad.
“Why are you doing this, Andy? Is it the money? There isn’t going to be any money for years, you know. The formulation needs to go through all the testing yet.”
“You don’t know anything, Dini. I’ve done things...” His full lips softened and he shifted his gaze to hers. His brown eyes were cold. So cold. And didn’t reflect any emotion as he stared
